That's right, two people are definitely stronger than one. Although she weighs less, her muscle strength is no worse than mine!
Zheng Bingbing is in front, and I am behind. My arms are longer than hers, which is equivalent to holding her in my arms, so that the pushing force of the two people can converge to one point.
Sure enough, it worked. The stone door on the left side slowly opened under the push of the two people. After pushing it open for about ten centimeters, for the subsequent closing process, I and she pushed the door on the right side by the same ten centimeters. In this way, the door on both sides
The door handle is in a horizontal position, so it will be more convenient to use a crowbar to torque the door.
Carrying a chainsaw and a ladder, we entered the cave again. Zheng Bingbing was shivering from the cold. I had no ink marks, so I immediately set up the ladder and prepared for construction, because I knew that the noise of the chainsaw operation was very loud, and I would almost certainly be injured by Hanyin Temple.
I heard it over there, so I have to make a quick decision and complete the task of opening the museum before Xingyao and the others come up.
Zheng Bingbing helped me hold the ladder. I sat astride the top of the ladder, calculated the position, and turned on the chainsaw.
Buzz - buzz, sawdust flying!
No matter how strong the coffin is, it is still made of wood. The electric saw cut into the coffin board smoothly. I measured that the radius of the electric saw was just two centimeters thicker than the coffin board. I carefully stared at the margin in the middle of the electric saw. As the electric saw
As you move forward, always keep a margin of 2 centimeters. This ensures that you can cut through the coffin board without sawing into Muzig's body inside.
For technical work, fortunately, the chainsaw is of good quality and relatively stable, making it easy to control the scale.
Soon, the bottom line was cut, and I cut two lines lengthwise on the head and tail of the coffin, about half a meter high. Finally, I cut the upper part of the coffin transversely.
After another minute, the last line was cut. I turned off the electric saw and poked it gently. The sawed part was crumbling. I looked down at Zheng Bingbing again and saw that her head and face were covered with sawdust.
He was waiting for the result with a depressed face.
I put down the electric saw to her, replaced it with a crowbar, inserted the flat end into the gap between the saw teeth, and pried it out hard. The rectangular board was pried out and fell to the ground, making a loud noise and bouncing up.
It almost hit our ladder!
No matter so much, I took a closer look inside the coffin. There was actually a layer of coffin inside, but it was not made of wood. It looked like some kind of cotton cloth, but the texture was very hard. Is it a shroud? Looking at the outline, it looked very...
The obvious human shape is that of a woman lying on her back.
As the smell of burning wood gradually dissipated, I smelled the aroma emanating from the coffin. It’s hard to describe what kind of aroma it was. It smelled dizzy. I was worried about being poisoned, so I turned my face away.
, took a deep breath, held it, and poked the shroud with a crowbar. It was soft, soft but hard at the same time. You could clearly feel that there was a physical body inside the cloth!
"Bingbing, give me a rope!" I said quickly. I could already hear the shouts of Xingyao and others outside the cave. They were asking: "Who's up there?"
"Isn't it a file? Why do you need a rope?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" I urged.
Zheng Bingbing handed me a rope. I stretched it from under the waist of the corpse, looped it back, and then looped it around from under the knees and back. This is what Zheng Bingbing taught me on the road. It is used during wild rescue.
The method of transporting the human body.
After tying it up, I immediately dragged the body out of the coffin. Luckily it wasn't heavy, about seven to eighty pounds. I carried her on my shoulders and got down the ladder.
Suddenly, the shroud spread out, and a pair of white and tender feet hung down. Zheng Bingbing was so frightened that she screamed: "Ah! Uncle! What the hell is this!"
"Human." I said calmly, wrap it up, wrap it up, and stuff her feet back.
Soft and smooth, as soft as boneless, and feels good to the touch...
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